- Mrinal Bahukhandi
WRONG SIDE OF THE BED
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Half of me was on Caffenol,
The other half, grain dead.
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Had to make some salt prints,
Added sugar instead.
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Waiting for the yeast to rise,
It refused to become bread.
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Kick started an Enfield,
It became a moped.
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Turned on the safe lights,
Damn! It wasn’t red.
I woke up,
On the wrong side of the bed.
Bought new gear,
Felt good, but my pocket bled.
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